http://ultimateeye.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ultimateeye.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] luministi2010-06-06 10:47 pm

Zero-Zero-Two

[there is a few seconds of muffled fumbling before Bradley's face appears on the screen, looking relatively genial]

Evening, all. Starting to feel like a chicken in a coop yet?

[pauses] It's come to my attention that not all of us share the same... basic assumptions, shall we say, regarding what's possible and what's not. So, seeing that we find ourselves in an impossible situation, I think it's worth clearing the air.

Excuse my arrogance, but I don't often encounter people who don't know who I am, and yet not one of you seems to have heard of me. Introductions, then.

My name is King Bradley, and I'm supposing that means nothing to you. Short version- I'm a problem solver, in a fairly direct way, but I need to know where the problem is first. For that, I'm afraid, I might need some assistance. A nudge in the right direction.

Who are you all? Where are you from? And have you ever encountered something like this before?
collector: (ungarische rhapsodie no. 6)

[personal profile] collector 2010-06-07 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
I do love to watch the problem-solvers at work. [To his credit, Brax doesn't seem to be sarcastic. He may actually genuinely enjoy watching people work through problems as a favourite spectator sport. Or perhaps he just doesn't like speaking without an off-handed comment first. Either way, Brax appears calm and collected, drinking tea, perfectly at ease.]

In order: Irving Braxiatel, the planetoid designated KS-159, and only when I was very young. It was a social experiment started by beings from another dimension, very tedious, and quite foolish of them to invite Rutans and Sontarans at the same time. I mean, really, why not drag a Dalek in while you're at it? What shoddy background researchers they must have had.
collector: (flute concerto in A major)

[personal profile] collector 2010-06-07 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
While the Sontarans were busy with the Rutans, one of them broke off to team up with a Draconian noble and a human mercenary. They tricked their captor into coming out to check on them, pointed a dispersal gun at the rather ghastly-looking gentleman, and hijacked his equipment to get us all out of there. Lovely woman, that mercenary. I never did catch her name.

[Brax gives no indication of any involvement in the affair. From the look of him now, he might have just drunk tea the entire time.]
collector: (le piege de meduse)

[personal profile] collector 2010-06-07 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Indeed not. After all, we were all only from the one universe. [He smiles.] Now, is 'King' a title or a name? Only I heard we had a President here, and it would be interesting to have royalty as well.
collector: (le piege de meduse)

[personal profile] collector 2010-06-07 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Ahh, hence the military uniform. Of course. [He inclines his head.] And you, President Bradley.

[With a dismissive wave of his hand] I don't like to panic. You miss all the interesting bits if you do.
collector: (le piege de meduse)

[personal profile] collector 2010-06-07 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I suppose one might say that. Certainly, I wouldn't be half as useful as a military man such as yourself.
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Brainy specs)

[personal profile] bit_impossible 2010-06-07 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[genial or not, he certainly can't mistake the signs of what must be a military uniform. still though, he'll reserve judgement for the time being. for now, he continues to look off-screen at the gold coin he received earlier, his legs stretched out on the bench he's sitting on in the malt shop. the CAT rests on the table for easy viewing purposes]

You know, you actually get used to people not knowing who you are after a while. Makes things easier, if you ask me! Especially if people want your autograph. Blimey, it makes it difficult to get anywhere then, and never mind the paparazzi! Might want to think of this as a short holiday from all that there, King.

[glances at the CAT now] As for who I am...[slides his glasses off, tucking them away into his pocket] I'm the Doctor, and I'm a traveller, so I'm not really from anywhere--but I will point out you didn't say where you were from either--and yes, I have. And let me tell you, I was very glad I could actually leave the house I was in.
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Acting Innocent)

[personal profile] bit_impossible 2010-06-07 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[shrugs] Actually, as far as prison cell's go, this has got to be the best I've--never mind. Anyway, why would a king need to do work? Don't you have servants and the like to delegate such things to?

[smiles, wondering when he'd get that question] Oh, pretty much everything, basically. I'm not called the Doctor for my health, you know.
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Yeah about that...)

[personal profile] bit_impossible 2010-06-07 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I've thought the same thing as well at one point in time, but nah, why bother? We stand out enough as it is. Besides, that's taking away one question someone may ask to start up a conversation.

[aaand that's the other question he's been waiting for] And yup, just the Doctor. That's me. Hello! [waves a bit]
bit_impossible: (Doctor-Cold Stare)

[personal profile] bit_impossible 2010-06-07 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, I don't normally turn up places without my ship. It's not a habit I like to make, you know?

But that last time, ohhhh. The last time involved an elaborate game station puppet-mastered by a nasty, genocidal species called the Daleks, but it can't be them. Not this time. A friend of mine saw to that.

[identity profile] tearfulyandere.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
[He's smiling shyly, just starting to get used to this strange machine that lets people appear on it randomly.]

Umm.. I'm Raivis Galante Sir.... Where I'm from.. th... that's sort of a hard question though. I'm... I guess right now I'm from Russia...but... I used to be from Latvia... Kind of.

[He's trying very hard not to stutter too badly.]

You say you're a King? Who are you the boss of please?

[he chuckles slightly as he rethinks on the original question though.]

As far as being a chicken in a coup... not really. This place is much bigger than Mr Russia's house. It's kind of nice to be free for a little bit...